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We Conquer or Die

March 22, 2010

Falchion (Image from Wikipedia)

THE WATCHWORD.

AIR — “To the Mountain.”

They are coming! are coming! and hark how their cheer,
Like the roar of ocean surf bursts on the ear;
They are coming! are coming! from East and from West,
In grandeur and gloom like the thunder-cloud’s crest;
They are coming! are coming! the sons of the North,
And the land of the South pours its chivalry forth.
Ten thousand bright banners are beaming on high,
Each bearing our watchword, ‘We conquer or die.’

Democracy’s bugle hath sounded the call,
And its soldiers are pouring from hamlet and hall,
To flock round the standard of justice and right,
In the pride of their soul and strength of their might,
and woe to the foeman who stands in their path,
As they press to the field in the gloom of their wrath.
Ten thousand bright banners are beaming on high,
Each bearing our watchword, ‘We conquer or die.’

On the falchion of earb is the flash of the morn,
Each one on the altar of freedom hath sworn
That his sword returns not to the place of its rest
Till his cause be revenged & his wrongs be redressed;
Till the pillar of Freedom in triumph ascends,
A cloud to its foes and a light to its friends.
Ten thousand bright banners are beaming on high,
Each bearing our watchword, ‘We conquer or die.’

Come rally! come rally! bright, bright beams the day,
For the noble YOUNG HICKORY shadows the ‘CLAY,’
Come rally! come rally! a charge and a shout,
As the blast of our bugle rings cheerily out,
Come rally! come rally! one effort to save
“The land of the free and the home of the brave.”
Ten thousand bright banners are beaming on high,
Each bearing the watchword, ‘We conquer or die.’

[Paraphrased for the Albany Argus.

The Experiment (Norwalk, Ohio) Jul 10, 1844

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We Conquer or Die by James Pierpont (Lyrics Link)